Black Nikes )

This is the kind of day I had. There was company from cats aplenty, but I have a screaming headache from the paint and the time of month, and indigestion from the school fundraiser at California Tortilla for dinner, so rather than whining any more, I will let the photos do the talking:


Paint Headache )


Not even Boston Legal improved my mood...in fact it distinctly annoyed me, between Denny and the Fat Girl and Alan either being unable or refusing to distinguish between Torah and Israeli politics (if he were a politician rather than a fictional character, I'd be seething). I've figured out what I like about Carl, too; they're now writing him exactly the way they wrote Paul Lewiston except Carl is allowed to have sex with Shirley. Which kind of begs the question, why couldn't Paul have had sex with Shirley? Sigh. Briefer spoilers than usual. )
Shadow March )

My terrifying activity for the day was cleaning everything out of the kids' bathroom. The stuff under the sink wasn't so bad, even though I discovered that we still had the nasal aspirator and rectal thermometer we'd bought when older son was an infant -- since the advent of the ear thermometer we've never gone looking for the latter, for which I am profoundly grateful -- and there were about nine bottles of shampoo that no one in the house remembered using, plus a miniature bottle of lotion that I bought to bring to Lamaze...like I said, terrifying. Anyway, it's been thrown out, as have the toys that have been in the net in the tub for so long that I don't want to describe their condition. I did manage to save a miniature Marvin the Paranoid Android (and I don't want to know which of my kids brought him in the tub, nor why!)

Took younger son out to find a new mask and gloves because his penguin costume no longer fits, then drove him to Hebrew school, then wrote an article about Martian Child, in which the screenwriters made the protagonist, John Cusack's character straight -- now THIS pisses me off, considering that the character's homosexuality was critical to his sense of alienation in the novella, but I'm sure there are far fewer people who will get upset about this than about Harry Potter not being gay enough, and I'm sure legendary slash-hater David Gerrold can rationalize that maybe a contemptible female audience will appreciate the genius of his story if enough of them find John Cusack hot. (What, me, still irritated?) In the evening we carved our pumpkins:


The Night Before Halloween )


After the kids finally went upstairs -- I can't say "to bed" since they proceeded to stall for nearly 45 minutes -- those of us over 14 watched Boston Legal, where Alan attempted to explain to Lorraine what happened to him at 14 that makes him so inept with her and Katie made me cry, and I was completely identifying with a woman I find horrifying and scary. Spoilers. ) This is one of my favorite Boston Legal episodes in a while and the new cast is growing on me.
Sekhmet, the Lion-headed Goddess of War )

In a rare reversal of how things usually work, the delivery people from Sears said they would arrive between 9 and 11 to install our microwave...and it's a good thing I was a bit late getting into the shower, because they were here at 8:30. This caused great excitement among the cats, each of whom struggled valiantly to get into the box from which the new microwave emerged, but the old microwave had to be deposited in it to be hauled away, causing much woe. After the microwave was installed, however, I had to clean the counters and that inspired some cleaning out of cabinets and oh, did it cause excitement when there was enough space for a kitten to hide in a cabinet! Unfortunately she knocked out a cracked plastic bowl that I managed to shred one finger on while collecting it to throw out. Ouch.

Wrote a review of "The Outrageous Okona", probably not as scathing as it should have been but what the heck, I'm feeling lots of affection toward TNG these days, especially when there are fun guest stars. Even though I said some of these things myself, I will link to EW on Dumbledore, because he said it more coherently than I did...by the time I got around to articulating these things, I was sickened by some of the comments I was seeing.

Had dinner with [livejournal.com profile] thescarletwoman and [livejournal.com profile] jateshi at Minerva, the Indian restaurant where I sometimes go with [livejournal.com profile] cidercupcakes -- I've never been there for dinner before and the platters are fantastic. We talked music and anime and fandom and theater, and [livejournal.com profile] jateshi promised to teach me about doujinshi. And it was wonderful to meet [livejournal.com profile] thescarletwoman in the flesh at last! After dinner we went out for ice cream, which I really didn't need but it meant that we could keep yakking for awhile before we had to go retrieve the kids from my parents, who had taken them to Clyde's. My mother brought me a tie-dye shirt back from San Diego, so now I am in hippie undersea colors and feeling mellow.


Cats and Boxes )


[livejournal.com profile] fridayfiver: Fresh-e-Freshy )
[livejournal.com profile] thefridayfive: Halloween )
[livejournal.com profile] fannish5: The Creepiest )

Plans Saturday depend on the weather, and how wet the ground is even if the air is dry!
Buying a Star )

Another day without much excitement. Throat is not better but at least is not worse. Tongue is about the same, which is disturbing! Kitten is adorable (see below). Kids are very loud. My only major venturing-forth was to a local toy store that is having a 20% off sale, in search of Chanukah presents but all we ended up buying were a series of dragon books for Adam. I had my 2008 calendars for relatives' holiday gifts delivered from Shutterfly and they looked so awesome that I worked on a poster for Adam of himself with penguins and another for me of the Chalice Well and magical English places. Need to come up with an idea for a poster for Daniel -- there was a time it would have been trains, but these days it's computers and video games and I don't have photos of that!


Kitten Afternoons )


Trek news has been moderately entertaining -- Patrick Stewart wanting to do Doctor Who, Paul McGillion a front-runner to play Scotty (also Poseidon's Vogel in the running for Kirk), George Takei saying he doesn't sweat any bad things that happen to his Heroes character because he expects to bounce back. Watched the Smallville season premiere and sat there thinking, "This isn't really very good, why am I enjoying it so much?" and then realized in the final moments -- spoilers. ) And it's pouring rain. Hopefully breaking today's heat for a lovely weekend!
The Naming of Cats )

The only notabale event of my Thursday was picking up our kitten, who is going to stay "Daisy" after all...it's on all her papers and I was calling her that for the half hour I spent talking to the foster mother, and then Adam came home from school and was calling her "Daisy" too even though "Autumn" was his suggestion for a name, and Daniel agreed that she should stay "Daisy," so Daisy it is! Although she has had all her shots and has been treated as a precaution for worms, ear mites, etc., the foster mom suggested keeping her apart from our cats for a week...which worked for, oh, maybe three hours, until Cinnamon discovered that she can jump the baby gate we had up in the bedroom doorway.

However, Cinnamon's reaction to meeting Daisy was to mewl pathetically, back into a corner and then flee the room! She has been hiding down the basement for most of the evening and the one time we carried her up for a proper introduction, she acted like a big scaredy cat. I don't know whether this is because Daisy is currently residing in my bedroom, which is Cinnamon's domain for most of the day, or if Daisy smells funny to her because of the spay sutures or what. Rosie reacted much more to form...ignoring Daisy entirely until she discovered that Daisy gets rich kitten food, then trying to hiss and take over the food dish, but Daisy was not in the least intimidated! She spent most of the afternoon chasing a long lanyard-type cat pesker before falling asleep in the middle of the carpet, ignoring the cat bed. Figures. *g*


Daisy and the Pesker String )


Otherwise, I wrote up a fun interview with Nichelle Nichols and an article about how J.J. Abrams is blowing off his obligations to Warner Bros TV to make Star Trek, and watched the nearly unwatchable "Conspiracy" so I can review it tomorrow (for the third day in a row, editor has asked me to write up a Suzie Plakson interview that says the same thing she said to me in person at Shore Leave plus some new hype for her "maybe I can get Trekkies to buy my vanity CD too!" and for the third day in a row I have said "You must be joking, I had two real articles to write"). Did I mention that I dreamed two nights ago that I was interviewing Zachary Quinto and he got a phone call that Leonard Nimoy had died and we were hugging each other and sobbing? I am sure this says something about transferring my affections from the old cast to the new...
The Scholars )

I am sure I have explained before how we came to adopt our younger cat, Cinnamon, and the important life lesson learned that day: Do not go into the pet store on a day when the SPCA is visiting with kittens unless you are fully prepared to go home with one. Once again, we have failed to heed that lesson, though we did not come home with our chosen kitten and now I am nervous, because the woman who runs the shelter never called us as we were told that she would (it was an associate of hers who was there with the cats today). We went into Petco to get litter, and there were the kittens, and there was one who was trying to get our attention by sticking her paw through the bars of the cage, and we played with her, and she was adorable beyond adorable because the other four kittens were also adorable though a bit more skittish, and...well, you know how it goes...


Daisy )


Sorry about all the blur -- she was constantly in motion! Because she has not yet been spayed, we were told we couldn't take her home today and would need to talk to the woman who runs the shelter, so we filled out the paperwork and went out to do other chores and take the kids to [livejournal.com profile] vertigo66's son's birthday party, which was lots of fun for me because I got to see her husband, sisters and brother-in-law whom I rarely talk to and I like all of them. (We may never be invited back, however, as Daniel was running his mouth inappropriately to much younger children.) But the woman from the shelter still hasn't called and now I am afraid that when she got back, someone else persuaded her to let them adopt the kitten since we weren't there to insist that we saw it first!
Great Sleeps I Have Known )

I had a really good lunch with [livejournal.com profile] gblvr at La Madeleine -- half a turkey sandwich on croissant, pasta salad, a cup of tomato bisque soup, and then she got too full to eat her chocolate cream puff so in the interests of being a good friend and preventing wastefulness I very graciously agreed to eat it for her. *g* It's hard for a day to improve after that, but we walked down to Toys R Us (no Titanic Barbie, sadly) and then went to look for book covers for our kids at A.C. Moore, where the Spookytown line of Halloween decorations are on sale this week, and I had to have the witches at the stone circle! I really need to put up shelves for my Halloween decorations; right now they get displayed on the countertop in the downstairs bathroom, which is silly.

Trek news was confirmation that Anton Yelchin will play Chekov, which is very cool as far as I'm concerned because he's the son of champion Soviet ice skaters who were denied a spot on the 1972 Olympic team because they're Jewish, so they emigrated to the US and he grew up here. Almost as cool, a rumor that Zoe Saldana aka Anamaria from Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl may play Uhura, which would be awesome assuming they gave her more to do than open hailing frequencies. Apparently there's a rumor going around that the plot is a sort of variation on Della Van Hise's Killing Time (regrettably without all the K/S) in which adult Spock, played by Nimoy, must try to stop the Romulans from changing history by protecting young Kirk -- this would mean Nimoy had a big role in the movie, which I favor, but also means they could completely reboot canon, which I am not in favor of at all. So hopefully this is mostly incorrect.


Cat and Katydid )


I know I have already linked to one Onion article in the past week, and I very nearly linked to the one about the director who was, shockingly, staging The Merchant of Venice in Renaissance Italy, but this one, though old, made me howl so much that I have to share: "New Oliver Stone 9/11 Film Introduces 'Single Plane' Theory". Because sometimes you have to laugh so you don't cry, you know?
Pigeons at Dawn )

Starting to get a bit crazed with pre-beach plans. We're leaving Saturday morning, the same time as the Chesapeake Bay Blues Festival is starting at Sandy Point State Park in Annapolis, which means that traffic in the vicinity of the Chesapeake Bay Bridge is going to be even more insane than is typical for an August weekend...and I'm not so sure I'm in the mood to drive over a bridge, even though the views from this one are beautiful. Threw in laundries that I need to fold tomorrow and took the kids to buy some essentials, which to them included Rayman Raving Rabbids for the DS and flash drives (which they are, in fairness, going to need for school in the fall anyway) to bring all their vital gaming links.

We had lunch with [livejournal.com profile] apaulled at Minerva, the wonderful Indian restaurant where I have eaten several times with [livejournal.com profile] juleskicks yet only just discovered that they have a location in Rockville...joy! They have the best food of any of the local buffets and are only a dollar more per person at lunchtime...plus they decided that they had overcharged us for the kids, even though the kids eat more than most adults, and gave us a $10 gift certificate to make it up to us! More joy! Trek news about Whoopi Goldberg joining The View and Leonard Nimoy being in love with J.J. Abrams not so thrilling but what can you do.


Cat-Packing )


In the evening I had to watch one of the dreadful Next Gen episodes to review, and then I got an irresistible urge to watch the Buffy musical which happens every once in a while. So we did, with older son and myself singing along while younger son rolled his eyes at us. Despite his proclamations that it was boring, he did stay through the entire thing and keep up a running commentary. We stopped watching Buffy because older son got very upset when Xander broke off the wedding and Anya became a demon again -- he was quite young at the time -- and then after the Spike attempted rape we decided we could not have the show on at 8 because he was still awake, and then we taped it all season and forgot to watch, so there are still late Spuffy-era episodes I have never seen, though I saw the lead-up to the finale. Someday I shall catch up, because my love for Buffy as a character really knows no bounds.
Eating the Peach )

Despite missing Shore Leave (and [livejournal.com profile] syredronning, waah...hope you got home safe and sound!), I persuaded [livejournal.com profile] watergal to come to the disaster area that is my house, luring her with promises of Star Trek books and Shatner gossip. Which we had in abudance. We went out for Thai food and I ate far more than I needed to but it was worth it! ([livejournal.com profile] vertigo66, we tried to track you down and drag you along -- will see you very soon though!) In my haste to keep her safe from my cats -- how come cats seem to have an unerring instinct for when someone is allergic to them and seek maximum contact? -- I forgot to give her a Captain Kirk puzzle book, so she will have to come back after next Shore Leave.

The kids apparently had a good time at camp -- younger son, who had sworn off soccer after the season ended, played it for half the day, and older son scored a goal so was quite pleased with himself. I fought for awhile with StarTrek.com to download the new commentary to the director's cut of Star Trek: The Motion Picture, only to discover I couldn't tell which of the commentators was talking when. Watched Tootsie while folding laundry -- talk about a guilty pleasure, but I still love that movie -- and received lots of assistance, as shown below.


Sleeps With Cats )


I'm so sad about British courtroom wigs, though of course that is easy to say as I neither have to buy nor wear one. And does Rosie swearing that she will not appear on The Apprentice in this lifetime or the next mean that she's already under contract and now the publicity begins?
May Day )

I never made it into the shower Friday morning, because five minutes after I sent younger son off to school, the phone rang. It was the school office: it was younger son's day to bring snack for his school book group, and he sort of forgot that he needed two large bags of chip-type food. So I was at Giant before 9 a.m., not the way I had intended to start my day. Worse, on the way home I noticed that the minivan had a light on the dashboard that said, ominiously, "CHECK" without any sort of illustration or note about specifically what needed to be checked. I called [livejournal.com profile] apaulled, who announced that, oh yeah, the light had come on for him too when he had driven older son to the bus stop earlier and we really should get it checked out. So I lost my transportation for the day to the Toyota dealer, where it turned out to need its air sensors (or something like that) replaced.

The good news is that the van parts were under warranty, and we got it back in the evening after dinner with my parents. And to make it up to me for being stuck in the house, husband picked up The Glastonbury Tarot for me at a local metaphysical store, yay! I wrote a review of The Next Generation's "The Big Goodbye", possibly better than it deserved, but the supporting cast was terrific and it was fun to see Picard not frowning for a change! And, I mean, so Wesley saves the ship again, big deal -- he still annoys me less than Seven of Nine, Wonder Borg. Oh, we ended up watching Stargate: Atlantis and I really loved this episode, though it was not nearly as hyped to me as other episodes this season, and I think it's because I liked Teyla in it, plus John was great under pressure (and got to tell Ronon he was disturbed) and I like Rodney best when he's cataloguing all the ways in which they're screwed. I enjoy that show when I watch it but I just have no urge to wade into that fandom or any other fandom at the moment!

[livejournal.com profile] fridayfiver: Now and Always )
[livejournal.com profile] thefridayfive: Nudity/Body Awareness )
[livejournal.com profile] fannish5: Attractive Qualities )
[livejournal.com profile] hp_fridayfive: Preferences )


Cats In Bags )


I really want to go see the new Amelia Earhart exhibit in Oklahoma City. Anyone here who can tell me about it? *g* I am pleased to report that older son has brought his grade up significantly in science, though he is still grounded due to the Mother's Day Incident and did not get to play computer games (which makes me officially the Meanest Mother Alive, so all the rest of you moms are off the hook). [livejournal.com profile] vertigo66 and I are going to try to take our families to Spider-Man this weekend while everyone else is at Shrek, so maybe I will get some points for that!
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